Waking every morning I found that he was there Frantically Id turn away to escape his evil stare For days Id run, for weeks and months, and the months turned into years Thru total torment every day I saw him thru my tears This ghost that haunts me from my past, he speaks to me each day He tells me how to live my life and do it all his way Anger is his only way and bitterness inside To lash right out and hate the world and then to run and hide
Hurt and pain and anguish too are the gifts he gives to me Is there no end to what I feel, my God please set me free I wanted love and searched in vain to find out what it meant Then an angel came to change my life and I knew that he was sent For months he fought this evil ghost and took his vile abuse I told the angel go away I know it of no use Hes robbed me of the ones I loved and all which I hold dear He sheds distrust inside my heart, and fills me full of fear
But yet my faithfull angel stayed, and still he followed thru He promised me hed kill this ghost, because Gods love was true Then the day had finally come, the day God set me free He made me face this ghost at last, and I found that ghost was me
People often choose to run than face the fears inside They look for anwers they can never find so their forced to fight or hide Our ghosts are born from within ourselves, so what was left to do To forget my past and live for now and let Gods word be true They say true love will conquer all and I know these words are right With my angels help my ghost is dead Gods love has won the fight
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Posted: Mar 2011
About this poem:
I wrote this after recovering from a bout of binge drinking and depression
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